Carl Jackson - "Sweet Polly"

Carl Jackson - "Sweet Polly"
Artist: Carl Jackson Trad. Arrangements by: Carl Jackson
Published by: Colonel Rebel Music (ASCAP) admin by BMG

Lead Vocal: Carl Jackson; Drums: Tony Crewman; Bass: Kevin Grantt; Acoustic Guitar: Bryan Sutton; Fiddle: Aubrey Haynie; Mandolin: Adam Steffey; Dobro: Rob Ickes; Banjo: Carl Jackson

Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, would you think it unkind?
Polly, pretty Polly, would you think it unkind?
For me to sit down beside you and tell you my mind

I courted pretty Polly one warm, livelong night
I courted pretty Polly one warm, livelong night
Then I left the next morning long before it was light

I led her o’er the dark hills to the valley so deep
I led her o’er the dark hills to the valley so deep
At last pretty Polly begin then to weep

I said come on pretty Polly, come and go along with me
Polly, pretty Polly, come and go along with me
Before we get married some pleasure to seek

She cried Willie sweet Willie, I fear from your ways
Willie, sweet Willie, I fear from your ways
The way you’re a ramblin’ is a leadin’ me astray

She went a piece farther to see what she could spy
She went a piece farther just to see what she could spy
A freshly dug grave and a spade lying by

She had no time to study, no time there to stand
No time there to study, no time there to stand
I stood with a dagger drawn in my right hand

Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, you’re a guessin’ just right
Polly, pretty Polly, you’re guessin’ just right
I dug on your grave six long hours last night

She threw her arms around me and she suffered no fear
She threw her arms around me and suffered no fear
Cried how can you kill a maiden that loves you so dear?

I stabbed her through the heart and her blood it did flow
I stabbed her through the young heart and her blood it did flow
Then straight into that new grave pretty Polly did go

Oh Willie, sweet Willie, turn loose of my hand
Willie, sweet Willie, turn a loose of my hand
You see my heart’s blood a bubblin’ all around where you stand

I threw some dirt upon her and I turned to go home
I threw some dirt upon her and I turned to go home
Leavin’ nothin’ there behind me but the birdies to moan

Dear gentlemen and ladies, I bid you farewell
Gentlemen and ladies I bid you farewell
For killin’ pretty Polly they’re gonna send my soul to hell